Whenever
I watch Hindi TV serials I often wonder from where they
bring forth such villainous personalities who do nothing but wreck
havoc in the lives of others. Sadly, looking around, I have found
that such people do exist in every household. Yes, actually in every
household. Don't believe me? Just look around and pay attention and
Voila! you will find that each and every house and family has at
least one such person who is a total villain.
We
are told to forgive and move on. Is it possible to forgive people who
are only plotters and schemers? Those who play on the emotions
of others, use them and then break their spirits?
The
world is full of people who are hell bent on painting every other
person with a dark paint brush. Do they really believe that by
painting others black they will look fairer in contrast? Why do some
people have such a morose attitude towards life? Why can they never
accept responsibility for anything? Why? Why? Why?
My
why's may ever be answered, but I feel very sad to see the faces of
such people. In spite of having everything they are worse than
beggars. At least a beggar does not have to plot and scheme because
he does not have the time to do all that. The beggar is too busy
running after people to beg for some money to fill his stomach.
If
only people would be calm, content and happy, they would be able to
see the world as the beautiful place that it actually is. The world
in which we live is extremely beautiful, with hills, mountains,
rivers, meadows, forests, and desert sands.
The sunrise, the sunset,
the moon with beautiful stars. Extremely beautiful animals and birds.
The birds flying in formation, the animals in the wild in their
regimentation. The musical sounds of the river flowing, the beautiful
melody of trees swaying, the wind rushing past, the chatter of the
birds, the melody of the cuckoo and the nightingale.
Nature
is absolutely beautiful. Paradise is on this earth, if only we open
our eyes and look for beauty, open our ears and hear music, melody,
open our inner self and feel the milk of human kindness. The soothing
touch of a mother, the firm guiding hand of the father, the gentle
smile of an understanding friend, the total devotion of a spouse, the
total innocence, dependance and trust of a child.
Sadly
we do not try to feel these, we simply take these for granted and
continue to look for faults. We hear the harsh ravens, we see
floods, and the tsunami, we fear earthquakes and volcanoes, we only
look for faults. Faults are rare and occur sometimes, but that is
what we see and hear and fear.
We do not appreciate the melody of the
cuckoo who keeps on singing continuously, we do not hear the soothing
gushing of the river which flows constantly. We only remember when a
parent scolded us or a friend was indifferent or a spouse was
intolerant, or a child was rude. All the goodness gets wiped out in
one stroke.
That
is the story of life.
If
only, we could take faults as faults and an aberration which happens
rarely, life would be so much more beautiful, colorful and joyful!
If
only!!
